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Jan 2012
Mesmerized just like a
flying moth to the flame.
I hear your soul, it's crying out
to me and calling my name.
It's far too tempting to stop,
And way too hard to resist.
Got me wishing, thinking,
what I wouldn't give for a kiss.
Jonathan Fernandez
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Jonathan Fernandez
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